Ashley Dawson has been quietly observing Gloria Galloway’s expression, seeing her frown, the smile at the corners of her mouth slightly faded. "Eleanor, I think you’re acting strange today." After a while, Gloria finally said this. A glint of murderous intent flashed in Ashley Dawson’s eyes, her hand on the sofa instantly clenched, and her face turned gloomy. But this change was only momentary, and Gloria did not see it. Even Eleanor Hollis’s friends think she’s acting strange; would Hugo Quinn suspect her even more by then? She needs to adjust quickly, or she’ll be found out before she even steps into the Quinton Family’s door. "I can’t quite put it, are you hungry? I’ll go make some food." Apparently, Gloria didn’t want to dwell on this topic, but it was precisely this topic that Ashley was most concerned about. "Gloria, think carefully." Ashley looked at her directly, seriously. Gloria felt inexplicably scared, swallowing hard. "Maybe it’s your aura, feels a bit stiff, but Eleanor, you’re probably just in a bad mood lately, it’s nothing." Ashley lowered her head; she was trying her best to mimic Eleanor Hollis’s aura, but to others, it seemed off and awkward. "Gloria, I won’t eat, Marcus is still waiting for me at home." She needs to go back quickly and adjust herself. Gloria nodded, sending her out the room. "If you’re not feeling well, you can call me to go shopping, I’m free these days." Eleanor nodded in agreement, got into the car parked outside without looking back. Gloria scratched her head; it was indeed strange, and the more she looked, the stranger it seemed. Eleanor Hollis felt like a machine without feelings today, with no warmth in her eyes at all. Ashley returned to the villa, her brows furrowed; she hated children the most. Marcus pushed the door open, saw her standing outside, and immediately ran over, hugging her waist. Ashley instantly felt her whole body tingle, wishing she could throw this child out. She hated children and disliked being touched like that by others. "Mommy, come over, Uncle Yancy just bought some new jellyfish, they’re so pretty, the aquarium has more friends now." Uncle Yancy, was it Lan Yancy? Ashley thought silently, following behind the child without a word. As soon as she entered the room, she saw the huge aquarium, looking very impressive. Lan Yancy was sitting on the sofa, a laptop on his knee, greeted her when he saw her coming. Lan Yancy was someone close to Hugo Quinn, Ashley had no choice but to pull herself together. "Mommy, look at this, doesn’t it look like a rainbow? It’s so beautiful." Marcus stood in front of the aquarium, his eyes shining. Coincidentally, Ashley didn’t like these soft-bodied animals, finding them extremely disgusting. But since Lan Yancy was present, she forced a smile on her face. "It is indeed very cute, I’m a bit tired, going upstairs to rest, Marcus, stay with your Uncle Yancy for now." Marcus nodded obediently, his eyes fixed on the jellyfish. Sitting on the sofa, Lan Yancy looked up at Eleanor Hollis’s back, wondering if Miss Hollis was too worried about the president to be excited, unlike before when seeing such beautiful jellyfish, she would have been shouting with Marcus. Going back to the bedroom, Ashley toured the room, then practiced her smile in front of the dressing mirror. Beside the mirror was a photo of Eleanor Hollis and Hugo Quinn, with Eleanor’s brilliant smile. Looking at it, Ashley got a bit lost, suddenly knowing why Gloria thought she was strange, because Eleanor Hollis carried a sunny vibe, making people feel comfortable whether through her smile or eyes, something naturally exuded from within, which she couldn’t learn in a short time. Ashley felt a headache, after practicing her smile a few times, she took out her phone to take a look. There were many people’s phone numbers and WeChat messages. A man named Miles Jenkins caught her attention; after googling, she found out he’s an actor, reportedly a newcomer heavily promoted by an entertainment company. He sent hundreds of messages, even now still sending; this kid’s really persistent. It’s precisely boys that Ashley liked; she had hook-ups before, and sometimes, switching up from mature, sexy men to this kind of taste wasn’t bad. Plus, this Miles Jenkins obviously liked Eleanor Hollis; she curved her lips, slowly typing a line. "Let’s meet up, come to this KTV, I’m feeling down, accompany me for a drink." Miles Jenkins’s pupils widened upon seeing this message; it was the first time Eleanor Hollis responded to him in so long, he knew his persistence would pay off! He hurriedly wrapped up the morning shoot, even taking a bath and washing his hair, then rushed to the KTV. He had some ambiguous thoughts in his mind; he had no idea what could happen when a lone man and woman drink together. He didn’t mind Eleanor Hollis being married, he could be her secret lover, even if it meant living in the shadows for a lifetime, he was willing. Miles Jenkins didn’t know why he was so persistent with Eleanor Hollis, perhaps because he caught a ray of light during his darkest days, unwilling to let go. Upon arriving at the KTV, he found Eleanor Hollis was already waiting there. Ashley Dawson called softly, the table in front of her covered in drinks, her face hidden in the dark, only a vague silhouette visible. Miles closed the door; it was his first time alone with Eleanor Hollis, and in such a dim environment. "Come over and drink with me." Ashley beckoned, feeling more fond of him being so obedient and careful. With a slight hesitation, Miles sat beside her, his face turned red from being so close to her. Ashley slid a glass towards him, "How’s your drinking capacity? We’ve never drunk together before, have we?" Eleanor never replied to this person’s messages, let alone met alone, this kid must have held back for a long time. "No, you ignored me." Speaking of this, Miles felt a bit aggrieved, he had lowered his stance so much, yet this person remained indifferent. "But I’m paying attention to you today, aren’t I?" Finishing her sentence, Ashley slowly rested her head on Miles’s shoulder. Miles felt his shoulder get weak, ready to crumble at any slight pinch. Was Eleanor starting to be proactive with him? Was she beginning to like him? ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹~𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮~𝚗𝚎𝚝 Thinking of this, a flash of joy crossed his face, unable to suppress his feelings any longer. "Eleanor Hollis, I like you, I like you very much, I know it might sound ridiculous to you, we’ve not known each other long, but from the first sight of you, I felt a bit fond, later knowing you were the one supporting me, I was even more unwilling to let go."